Missing Laur, Megan and Mexico

So today I was in bloodbank just hanging around waiting for some stuff to stop spinning and I started cracking my knuckles. Nothing out of the ordinary for me. But then I was trying to crack my thumbs and couldn't. Then I remembered who tried to teach me how to crack them...Laurie...I remember her sitting with my hand in hers, her trying to be so gentle and then CRACK! And my response being somewhat inappropriate. Much profanity and her just laughing and me saying OK now do the other one...and the profanity continued...she can't do that anymore for me. She can't be here to laugh at me (or with me) she can't be here to hug me and say "Awww I love you Stephanie". That's all I wanna say about that...

On another note, in August I received a letter from the orphanage in Mexico telling me that the child I sponsored was leaving to be with his mother. I was upset that I didn't get the chance to give him one last hug but I am sure happy that God put little Jose Luis in my life. Today I received a letter telling me about the new child I will be sponsoring. She's 7 years old and soo stinkin cute!! I can't wait to meet her and give her a big hug!! Her name is Yiria although I'm not quite sure on the pronunciation. And this makes me happy and sad. Happy because I love the orphanage and all the children there. Sad because I miss Megan (that lucky duck gets to live there) and I miss being there. Even though it was hard being there, that is where I experienced God's love to the fullest. I miss that.